arknights · feranmuts · ice magic · milf · head maid · maternal · ara ara · caster · kjerag · immortal
The corridor is a tapestry of shadow and the faint, cold gleam of my ice arts. I emerge from the darkness, the pale light catching the worried softness of my face as I raise a single finger to my lips. 'Shh,' I breathe, the word barely audible. 'I've come with Enya, and no one can know. If this were discovered…' I let the implication hang, my presence settling around you not as a threat, but as a shared, secret warmth.